Personal Jesus, man. It's pretty comforting. In an "I can't understand what you're saying, really, but the music and effects sound so cool that your non-lyrics get stuck in my head anyway. By the way, it's pretty embarrassing when I try to sing non-lyrics. I end up just kind of humming or repeating the same phrase over and over again" kind of way.

My teacher had it playing in class a few days ago. Needless to say, I was pretty stunned. This is the teacher that I think is ignorant. The one that gets her answers from God-knows-where, and sticks with them to the death. Yeah. That one.

Which brings me to the blog title. If anyone's noticed that my posting has gone down, it's for two major reasons. One, I don't seem to get any traffic here anymore, anyway. So I'm disgruntled. DISGRUNTLED, I SAY!

But mostly because I have my notebook to write in for school. It's supposed to stem my outbursts, but it also serves as a nice little diary.

Hmm. It's a good thing none of my teachers ever meet, because I'm sure they'd notice that I seem to take "notes" in all their classes with the same red spiral notebook. Constantly. When in actuality, I'm just doodling or making fun of them.

Lord, I hope nobody ever reads that thing. I'd be in soo much trouble. Hahaha.

I think a major insecurity of mine was cured yesterday. With one little sentence. I don't remember how many words there were in it, in case you're wondering. (Whoever you are.) But it made me feel good.

Did you know that they have "grenade alarms"? You pull the pin, set the volume to loud, and throw it in a sleeper's room. Supposedly it won't turn off until the pin is replaced, but I've also heard that just holding the lever closed for a while will work. If not, they can at least turn the volume down. So, there's a flaw in the design. Otherwise, that's pretty freaking cool. I'd want one, if I didn't have to buy it of Amazon.